[Fate Gun Brother] The 2.5th Holy Grail War

Full of ambition, he resolutely joined the Holy Grail War despite his grandfather's warning.The hustle and bustle of the journey had exhausted him.With his own body, if he hadn't met a kind Lai, he would probably have died in that heavy rain, right?

Unaccompanied, he had to rely on others to take him in to survive.This severely traumatized the youth's self-esteem!

He's... like a joke.

Lai was rolling burgers in the kitchen with his back turned when Helvin came out of the bathroom in his ill-fitting clothes.

There were soft footsteps in my ear, the owner didn't raise his eyes, and continued with the work in hand, "Put on the clothes first, I won't be able to find a small size for a while, but as a boy, your body is really strong. It's too skinny!"

"...Well, it's a bit big." Hai Erwen kept his head down.

"I'll buy you a new one tomorrow."

"……No…………"

"I have delivered express in the city for three or four years, and I have some savings, so I can afford you! I see that you haven't eaten for a long time, so I made you a hamburger with double portions of beef! Come and taste it. Taste my craft."

Lai stuffed the food into his hand with a good-natured smile.

Hai Erwen frowned, obviously, he was not used to being favored by others.

In the old castle, although his grandfather didn't welcome him, and he couldn't inherit the family's magic seal, as a young master, he still had no worries about food and clothing, and there was no possibility of accepting food donated by others.So it was in character for him to refuse the burger.

but……

Looking at the hamburger made of bread, beef, butter, vegetables, and tomato slices in his hands with dark eyes, the young man swallowed.

He was really hungry.

Seeing the boy's messy eating, Lai smiled, then changed his shoes, scooped up an umbrella, picked up five or six packages, and said to the wolf-hungry boy, "I still have a little tail to finish, go to work first! You stay well." Wait at home for me to come back!" Before finishing speaking, he closed the door with a bang and left.

He Erwen still had a hamburger in his hand and food stuffed in his mouth. He just stood there blankly, staring at the door that Lai closed, and sighed towards the room where he was left alone.

After eating, he washed his hands and wiped his mouth, then moved slowly towards the window.

"There's no one else, rider, come out," he heard himself say.

The servant materialized behind the boy.

It was a girl not much older than Heilwen in appearance, about eighteen or nineteen years old.

The flaxen curly hair is coiled up and hidden in the black top hat, which looks like short hair.Wearing an armor skirt made of iron sheets, the dark silver battle armor glowed slightly, wrapping the imaginative curves, making the girl's figure even more heroic and sassy.The scarlet skirt was hidden in the armor skirt. It seemed that the girl's innermost skirt had exposed a corner inadvertently. The burlap skirt was embroidered with black patterns.Under the top hat is a pair of eyes as deep as the sea, and a pretty face like frost with a calm expression, and that solemn expression makes people dare not have even the slightest blasphemous meaning on it.

"Yes, master." Rider's voice was extremely clear and beautiful.

Because of his body, Heilven rarely summoned servants.But right now he needs the servant to do one thing for him.

"Can you see that demon on the top of the house across the way?"

Rider moved the curtains a little to the side, and looked across the window that was mercilessly beating by raindrops.On the eaves 30 meters away from where they were, there was a familiar.

"Very clearly, master."

"Hey..." The boy held his crutches, took a breath, slowly slid down against the wall, and sat down on the wooden floor, "We have been stared at by familiars for a long time, far more than this." one..."

Heilwen had a thought in his mind [The Holy Grail War is my business, and unnecessary people should not be involved].But the familiar was watching Lai's residence.Even if it wasn't for himself, Haierwen would never allow the familiar to continue to exist.

The rider waited for his master's order without making a sound.

"I didn't expect to meet an opponent who is also a master of exorcism. Rider, let me destroy it! But, not with your sword..." The young man coughed twice, and gave the answer under the servant's confused expression , "What I want is the armor on your body."

The Maqili family is a well-known family of insect controllers, with excellent skills in using familiars.It is simply a great shame to be watched by the enemy's familiar now, and it is absolutely unacceptable to Haierwen.

"Before the owner of the house returns, let's finish it, devil!"

He started calling.

Nearly a hundred spiders gathered from nowhere. Rider followed the instructions, tore off a long piece of iron armor from the bottom of the armor skirt and handed it to the master.You can feel the residual magic power attached to the rider on the armor.The boy injected his own magic power into the armor plate, combined with his own spider, mechanized the appearance of the spider, and made the shell extremely hard, and made dozens of them in one go.

When everything was finished, the boy was already out of breath.

"Master..."

"...I'm fine, rider." He panted, "...well, bugs, aim at that demon and tear it apart!"

Like a necklace that was torn off, the poisonous spiders wrapped in armor scattered randomly, and rushed towards the red and black thing on the opposite roof.

The spiders came one after another.The familiar wanted to resist, and its claws waved wildly in the air.It was hard to eliminate a few of them, but new spiders soon swept over the sky and covered the sky.The familiar who couldn't bear the spider's bite was dying, and the dark red skin seemed to be splashed with blue-black death paint, showing huge spots one after another.

The blond boy curled up on the ground in pain, let out a low and broken laugh, and the rider's eyes fell on him.

"Hahahaha... bite it to death, eat it! Don't leave a single piece..."

Soon, the fight in the rain was over.The highly poisonous familiar was finally completely devoured.

The boy's face was already pale.

6 The night before fate

The night is deep.

When Ryster came home from work, Helvin was already lying on his bed and fell asleep.The boy's sleeping face was so real that Lai's heart finally settled down.

Huh... so I didn't leave... It scared me to death.

I always feel that this young man has a stubbornness that cannot be concealed in his bones, but he was too weak to show it before.Lai was really afraid that he would just leave.With the boy's body, Lai couldn't help wondering if he could survive outside for more than a week by himself?

Lai, who didn't want to wake up the young man, had to walk like a cat and tiptoely changed his shoes.He took out the spare bed from the cabinet, spread it on the floor, and fell asleep steadily.

***

Prague tonight is destined to be an extraordinary night.

The unknown shadow has already quietly arrived, covering the city...

Colorful stained glass is a common decoration in churches.Although it looks a bit bleak because of being abandoned.

The huge windows let in the moonlight, making the originally thick and dark glass dazzling.

He Yamendi lay flat on the bed, his eyes focused on the ceiling blankly, looking preoccupied.

In this small church where she and the servant lived temporarily, the first floor was the chapel. If you climb up the hidden stairs, you will find a small attic on the second floor, which is very suitable for resting.

And the black-haired servant has been busy since he checked in in the evening.

He borrowed escalators, hammers, nails, and various tools from the surrounding residents, and finally saved the endangered house.In order to let the master rest first, Diarmuid cleaned the attic first.

The loyalty of this servant cannot be ignored or denied by oneself.

He Yamendi got off the bed listlessly and walked downstairs.

What caught her eyes was the vigorous and handsome figure of the gunman.The chapel has been largely cleaned.There was not a speck of dust on the candlesticks, sculptures, frescoes, or pulpit.The men who made these masterpieces are scooping up hammers and nails, squatting on the ground, repairing the dilapidated benches.The first three rows have been given a new look.The appearance of doing things seriously is really fascinating.

Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching him, Diarmuid raised his head to greet his master slightly, and then continued with the work in hand.He Yamendi strode towards him, stopped three meters in front of the man, and made a serious face on purpose.

"Stop it, lancer. These chairs are useless."

Then Diarmuid stood up and stared at her with his warm golden eyes.He heard the hoarse and slightly cold voice say to him:

"It's late, you go to bed too."

"Master, you forgot that servants don't need to sleep." Diarmuid spread his palms, made a helpless expression, and then smiled.

Diarmuid's smile reflected into her eyes like the warm afternoon sun.The woman in front of him gave a soft "ah", as if she just remembered.She often couldn't remember this, telling the servant to go to sleep had already been said more than once or twice.

Diarmuid's hands were still scooping tools, tossing for hours without even breathing.

He Yamendi raised his eyebrows, squinted at him, and slowed down his speech:

"Then what should we do? You can't just be a carpenter for a night like this."

"I'm very sorry, I seem to... have made you rest." The black-haired spearman suddenly realized something.